fifty

Woah, Nelly! Fifty days until the wedding of my dreams. 

I have so, so, so, much to do.

Do you think if I pleaded and begged with God he would give me a few extra hours to each day?

I would even give him ice cream with a cherry on top.

Geez Louise-Good Golly Miss Molly!

I can sleep when I'm dead, I guess.

I'm gong on day 2 of no sleep.

Beware, my friends, beware. 

Stress--that little rascal will take.you.over!

Anywho's, I have a bazillion and one beach photos to edit and upload for you all's viewing pleasure.

I'll get right one that...

Later Gators!